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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Donors, Please Respect Yourself

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Losing Ling Wei's control, the blood mist began to slowly dissipate, and the empty mountain top was silent, as if nothing had happened.

Whether it was Gan Lao, Lin Wuji and other demon-suppressing envoys, or Chen Yue's brothers and sisters, they were all shocked and speechless.

After a long time, Su Luo withdrew his fist and looked around blankly: "Huh...where is the person?"

“…”

The old man opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer.

Where is the person?

Of course you beaten to death!

The punch just now was definitely one of the most terrifying attacks that Mr. Gan had ever seen in his life.

Although it seems simple and has no skills, even though it is far apart, Old Man Gan can't help but feel fear, as if he is swallowed by boundless darkness, his whole body is cold, let alone Ling Wei who faces his fist.

The result was not surprising, and Ling Wei was destroyed.

Who would have thought that in the end, Su Luo, who had no spiritual power fluctuations on his body, would save them.

I remembered the words I told Su Luo to follow him not to run around, and the expression of the old man was a little complicated. It turned out that the clown was me.

However, he has the ability to kill powerful people in the Creation Realm at such a young age, and he looks easeless. Who is this little monk?

In recent years, I don’t seem to have heard of any peerless genius appearing in Buddhism and Taoism.

Could it be that it was an old monster who was reincarnated and rebuilt?

At this time, Su Luo came over and asked:

"Ahem...sen, is that guy dead?"

"Dead, dead."

Old Man Gan suddenly came to his senses and nodded repeatedly.

One of the Tongtian Demon Pillar was interrupted, and the blood pool did not react at all, proving that Ling Wei had completely fallen and could not be resurrected again.

However, Su Luo actually called him senior, which made Mr. Gan a little nervous.

"oh."

Su Luo thought something.

It seems that I have become stronger again accidentally.

If Mr. Gan knew Su Luo’s inner thoughts, I don’t know what he would feel.

At this moment, the person with the most complicated mood is Chen Yue.

This time he followed him to temper himself and grow up to be a strong and upright existence like Brother Six.

In fact, a Yuandan realm who is at the age of twentieth crown is an absolute genius no matter where he is placed. Moreover, Chen Yue was born in the royal family and he doesn't have to worry about the issue of cultivation resources and martial arts. He is invincible at the same level.

But at this time, it was a bit far from Su Luo. No, it should be one in the sky and one underground.

Moreover, Su Luo seemed to be younger than him.

But when I thought about it, looking at the capital, and even Qin, the only one who could compare with Su Luo was probably the sixth brother of that year. Chen Yue suddenly felt relieved.

"Master Xinyuan, I didn't expect you to be so powerful!"

Shen Qingqing ran over happily, trying to hug Su Luo, but Su Luo avoided it: "Amitabha, please respect yourself."

“…”

Next, Su Luo destroyed the Tongtian Demon Pillar one by one, liberated the dead souls inside, and recited scriptures for them to save them.

Unlike the evil spirits when they went up the mountain, these dead souls have not been "polluted" and can continue to reincarnate.

After doing all this, the horizon has turned white and a new day is about to begin.

The crisis that had been lingering in Baiyang County for two months was finally resolved. As for the remaining evil spirits created by Ling Wei, it is enough to hand them over to Lin Wuji and others.

"Amitabha, dear donors, the little monk has something to do, so let's go first."

Su Luo clasped his hands together and prepared to leave.

"Wait, Master Xinyuan, where do you live?"

Shen Qingqing's eyes were bright and full of hope.

"Ha, we will meet if we are destined to do so."

Leaving this sentence, Su Luo soared into the sky and quickly disappeared into the sky in the morning light, leaving Shen Qingqing with a look of disappointment.

After all, they have only known each other for a while and are not even friends, let alone Su Luo is in a hurry to go back to save Ning Che.

...

When we came, it took Su Luo four days to search for Ning Che's soul along the way, but when we returned, it only took half an hour.

Looking at Yuanshan Town that appeared at the end of his vision, Su Luo breathed a sigh of relief and finally arrived in time.

Landing lightly on the original mountain, Su Luo walked into the hall:

"Master, Master!"

Meng Yi, who was meditating with her eyes closed, was startled. When she saw Su Luo, who was walking in by Fengchen servant, she was slightly stunned: "You are back."

"Um."

Su Luo smiled and said, "I have brought Ning Che's soul back, let's go and save him!"

"oh?"

Meng Yi was surprised. Unexpectedly, Su Luo actually found Ning Che's soul and was immediately embarrassed: "A disciple, I have only seen it in books, and I am not familiar with the specific situation..."

"Ah this..."

Su Luo was stunned and had a long time of trouble. It turned out that Mengyi didn't know how to operate it.

"Or why don't you just stuff your soul in?"

Mengyi suggested.

“…”

"Where is that book?"

Su Luo rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Yes, why did I forget?"

Meng Yi slapped his head, turned around and ran into the backyard, and came out with dozens of books in his arms.

"Not this book, not this book, not this book, not this book..."

"Finally found!"

After a while, Meng Yi held a book and said happily: "This book was a coincidence of my life when I was young. Because I found it interesting, I bought it."

Speaking of this, Meng Yi's eyes suddenly became melancholy:

"Oh, I remembered the running under the sunset that day, which was my lost youth..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Su Luo: "Open it quickly and take a look."

"oh."

Meng Yi looked at it carefully for ten minutes and said with a weird look: "It is said that you can put your soul into the corpse and then use spiritual power to activate the flesh and blood. The premise is that it must be within seven days. In addition, it will take about half a month for the deceased to fully recover."

From this point of view, it is not much different from his proposal just now.

"It's that simple?"

“It’s that simple.”

“…”

A moment later, Su Luo came to Ning's house.

"Mr. Xinyuan, I have put Che'er's body into the purple-collar wooden coffin as you told me. What's wrong?"

Ning Shang couldn't help asking.

Zihan Wood is a unique wood outside Yuanshan Town. Its items made of it can prevent things from rotting in a short time.

Because he was worried that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, Su Luo did not tell Ning Shang about saving Ning Che before, but just asked him to use the purple cold wooden coffin to preserve Ning Che's body.

"Very good, close the doors and windows to cover all the sunlight."

Su Luo did not answer Ning Shang, but said instructing.

Ning Che's soul is too fragile and has left his body for another six days. He must not be shined by the sun, otherwise it will easily dissipate.

"good."

Although he didn't understand what Su Luo was going to do, Ning Shang still did what he said, and soon the room fell into darkness.

In addition to Su Luo and Ning Shang, there were two people in the room, namely Ning Che's mother Liu Ru and her sister Ning Yuner.

"Amitabha."
Chapter completed!
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